."It was airless and Lucy was transferred to the tunnel and its rats and she could hear them echoing in the distance. The pin prick of hope had been s...uffed out and she was isolated and alone, and she was imagining the poor naked woman tied to a bed frame and convulsing and screaming upon it. The poor sod was pale and skinny and she had undersized breasts and a tuft of loose hair at the top of her legs, and she had a long slit that bisected it in the middle; and Howard was in the room and he. ”They laughed as she laughed with them. Even Marc laughed as the shooting pain in his abdomen stabbed at him where his intestines had been nearly ripped out.They finally had Marc turned and lowered back to a comfortable position on his left side.Marty and Matty watched and made different faces as they watched their Mom make different faces, while Marc made different faces - so she could shave his beard.Mallory leaned over close to Marc and whispered in his ear, then leaned back to see his. While the idea of joining in this activity doesn't hold my interest, I came up with this particular character, in case I ever do. Read, enjoy, point and snicker, whatever. I make no apologies to the fans of "Twilight" or "True Blood".What happens in Vegas, doesn't always stay there.The casino had been built in the early 1950's. At that time, it had been one of the fanciest in the area. But, progress had come, and bigger and brassier was the song being sung in Las Vegas. Sung to the tune of. Ditching my saddle for a mere padding across his muscular back and feeling each individual muscle and sinew work their magic past the thin gossamer of mere cotton covering my womanhood I felt at one with a b**st that excited me before men. To ride a horse efficiently a girl needs and develops good muscles that men only find out about in bed, when they are held in situ, held against their will, now I know why upper crust girls are given horses for fun.You feel the power of the b**st you control.